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Death
Death.
Blood stains the grass.
The gun on the ground.
I'm now dead.
I lay lifeless and breathless on the ground.
I no longer live.
My spirit hovers above my lifeless body.
I ask my self 'why'.
'Why did I kill myself' my thoughts whisper.
Death.
It means life is over.
But you are reborn and life is back.
Until Death lives again.
Blood stains the grass.
The gun on the ground.
I'm now dead.
I lay lifeless and breathless on the ground.
I no longer live.
My spirit hovers above my lifeless body.
I ask my self 'why'.
'Why did I kill myself' my thoughts whisper.
Death.
It means life is over.
But you are reborn and life is back.
Until Death lives again.
Published 31st Oct 2016
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